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Chris came home last night. He wanted to drive around so we were driving and I remembered that we HAD to assassinate the dancing santa on the corner of my street because I hate it. So I told Chris and he pulled the car over, got out, ran over to santa, and pushed that sonofabitch down onto the ground. It was still dancing and when he came back to the car he said that it told him to have a merry Christmas. Hahahaha. It was hilarious. Good fun. Good fun. I'm about to go back over to his house.